Drugs, gimme drugs, gimme drugs
I don't need it, but I'll sell what you got
Take the cash and I'll keep it
Eight legs to the wall
Hit the gas, kill em' all
And we crawl, and we crawl, and we crawl
You be my detonator!

Love, gimme love, gimme love
I don't need it, but I'll take what I want from your heart
And I'll keep it in a bag, in a box
Put an X on the floor
Gimme more, gimme more, gimme more
Shut up and sing it with me!

(Na Na Na...)

From mall security
To every enemy
We're on your property
Standing in a V-formation

And right here
Right now
All the way in Battery City
Little children
Raised their open filthy palms
Like tiny daggers up to heaven
And all the juvee halls
And the ritalin rats
Ask angels
Made from neon and fucking garbage
Scream out
"What will save us?"
And the sky opened up

Everybody wants to change the world
Everybody wants to change the world
But no one,
No one wants to die
Wanna try, wanna try, wanna try
Wanna try, wanna try?
Now
I'll be your detonator!

(Na Na Na...)

Make no apologies
It's death or victory
On my authority
Crash and burn
Young and loaded

(Na Na Na...)

Drop like a bulletshell
Just like a sleeper cell
I'd rather go to hell
Than be in purgatory
Cut my hair
Gag and bore me
Pull this pin
Let this world explode!